A Tale of Two Weddings
If you happen to be within the ages of 19 and 37 living in the United States and have more than 2.3 friends...chances are you either went to a wedding on Saturday, July 11, 2015 or know someone who entered into marital bliss. Since Abbey and I fall into this category, we both attended weddings on this fateful day. Separately. And alone.
We will spare you all the boring deets and throw it back to the middle school dinner table for our highs and lows (or mountains and valleys if you were that kind of family) for this overloaded wedding weekend:
Allie’s high: I committed to clinking my glass and making my first rehersal dinner speech. I’m not positive if people were courtesy laughing or genuinely laughing, but I managed to to complete the speech without nervously sweating through my dress, so I will call that one a win.
Allie's low: I was dancing with some college friends in a group at the reception when the cha cha slide quickly transitioned into ‘At Last’. I turned to my left, then to my right only to realize I was surrounded by a sea of couples swaying along to Etta James. I had to weave my way through the maze of love before making a bee-line to the cake. (quick shoutout to the couple for having white chocolate cheesecake. yall the real MVP)
Abbey’s high: I hadn’t seen the bride or groom since our college days. Seeing the bride trade in her themed sorority date night dresses for a beautiful wedding gown and tearfully say ‘I do’ was genuinely beautiful, even for this cynic.
Abbey’s Low: I was hoping it was a nightmare when the DJ announced “At Chelsea and Nick’s request, they want everyone to grab a partner and come slow dance to Thinking Out Loud”. Instead of grabbing a guy, I grabbed a plate of food as I watched less experienced single ladies awkwardly scramble for a dance partner.
The Plus None life is full of highs and lows. You never know when that handsome guest you’ve never met will turn into a dance partner...or when you will end up eating three pieces of cake in the corner. Either way, the cake is always there for you and that's all that matters.
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